We all hold them up,
and everything reflects off at crazy angles,
bouncing every which way.
Sometimes the flashes
are so bright
They blind us.
Other times we see a reflection,
and cannot, no will not,
believe it can possibly be.
Still others, we wield our own,
like a shield, Ducking
and deflecting everything away.
But then, every once in a while,
a crystal clear image falls upon our eye,
and we see-
It is just our-self.
What if we all put our mirrors down,
and just let our own light radiate in all directions,
Without our mirror-shields we would be free,
to soak up the rays from everyone we meet.